I cannot believe that it is already November. My how time flies! Even more so when you’ve got a non-stop toddler on the loose and a thesis project hanging over your head.

So, it is November and this blog is clearly off to a slow start. The thesis has been quite the time sucker as of late, though it will certainly be worth it in the end.

November, with its cooler temperatures, lull between the start of the school year and the rush of the holidays always leaves me yearning for some solitude in which to contemplate my life, and the choices I’ve made. It also gets me thinking about all of the things in my life that God has blessed me with and how rarely I verbalize and display my gratitude, as I truly should.

While I am thankful for the simple and obvious things, like family, friends, and a job; I am currently thinking about the not-so-common things that we forget to be thankful for.

My Three for Thursday ‘Not-So-Common’ Things to be thankful for are:

Family and friends that keep my email in-box filled with forwards and my voice mail and text in-box filled with ‘Call me when you get a sec.’s. They mean that I am thought of and loved, whether I want it or not.

The upcoming rat race, balancing act of squeezing all sides of the family in on the holidays. That means that we have loved ones who are still with usto see on those specials days.

Those darn, never-ending bills (though hopefully Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University will help us to get them to slow down) because they mean that we have a house, electricity, running water, a furnace that keeps us warm, food to eat, and a whole lot more ‘stuff’ that many people could not even dream of having.

What are you thankful for today? What are your ‘Not-So-Common’ Things to be thankful for?

Welcome to my first blog! This should be an interesting adventure. Thanks for visiting and be sure to stay tuned as I share information on how I am transforming my life from mainstream, go-with-the-flow to crunchy, hippie-tree-hugger, natural. This journey will be a fun and difficult one, but it’ll be worth the ride.

Trail Mixy?

Last year, while pregnant for the first time, I had been trying to figure out how to explain myself and my lifestyle. A coworker asked me how I would describe myself. I laughingly answered, “preggo.” She said no, another word. I thought about it and said it, yep, “knocked up.” Again she said no. She asked if I’d heard of being called granola and I said yes. She asked if I considered myself granola, as in am I going to raise my child naturally and with no vaccinations and all of that. I said that we would be going the more natural route, but we were undecided on vaccines and other things that we’d encounter. Another co worker looked at me, in my boho thirft store blouse and flowy green cotton skirt, with my leather jacket and shearling boots, and answered that I was not granola or mainstream, I was more….trail mix. :)

So there you have it: that is where trial mixy comes from, the perfect description of my life.